Category Do not judge
Being Twenty Seven.
I am about to go all broken record here, on this blog, and I am giving you fair warning. Get out now, because if you are someone who knows me, you’ll have heard all this (mostly) before. One. Two. Three. Okay. If you’re still reading, let me just explain that I know I’ve said all […]
To be or not to be.
(Initially, I started writing this without the intention of offending anyone. Towards the end though, I realized that it’s very possible I will, so I am saying now that I’m sorry if I do.) I recently came across an question in the dooce community, about feminism. It’s taken me until today to answer for myself, […]
Unexpected Liberation 